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... 's presence still lingered behind him—not watching, but remembering.
Valtheryn had spoken.
The lifeblood was his now.
Sealed within the rune-etched vial, hidden safely within his storage ring.
But the weight of it was still there.
Not physical.
Not magical.
Something deeper.
Something that whispered of promises yet to be fulfilled.
The golden mist thinned. The roots that had once blocked his path had parted, allowing him to ...
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